Spring has sprung. Which means the return of happy hours on the roof,
and Saturdays by the pool.
Just when the weekend was going my way, we headed to a 'spring break' theme crawfish party. I thought the problem would be finding something to wear. Turns out the problem was no one else found something to wear. Yep, we stood alone in our airbrushed outfits.
Oh well, can't win 'em all. Thank God Eufaula loves me.
*not shown: MS' denim cutoff shorts.
Sunday we made the weekly trip to the lot.
A big machine...signs of work?? The only time I'm happy to see a cat. What? I'm allergic.
We are officially two weeks behind, thanks to the retaining wall that has to be built. I'm so grateful this is getting done up front, and we don't wake up one day to Namath drowning in knee high water. He can't swim, after all.
We are now scheduled to close mid-June...pending very good weather. Our lease ends June 30 - not much wiggle room there.
First steps to building a wall.
Sunday night was the premiere of Mad Men. Nothing goes with racism and the degradation of women like turkey pepperoni and goat cheese, am I right?
Just like that, we are back in 3.5 gray cube walls, wondering why I picked gray for my 4 new house walls.
Points to ponder...







1 comment:
I wish you could hear me laughing in my corner.... You ask a VERY good question. Why gray? Sigh... 'tis the story of our little lives on "As the Mezz Turns."
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